"..uh." She blinked, but nodded and walked to the engine room. It was through a few port-hole doors, past a sliding door, and past another porthole door; toolboxes were lying all over the engine room. She sat down on a sliding board and slid under one part of the engine that had a large puddle of oily water under it. "I need a monkey wrench."

I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!

You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!